crime scene

The other party was an elderly foreigner, frowning as if he didn't understand what Chu Duanyu was saying.

Uh... Chu Duanyu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Xie Qian, "He doesn't seem to understand."

"Then what do you see me doing? Speak English!"

Chu Duanyu recalled the nightmare of being dominated by CET-[-] and CET-[-]. Fortunately, there was an English dictionary on his phone.

"Hi, priest, weare the police, and weneed you to cooperate with the case."

Read it exactly.

Xie Qian raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, unable to bear to hear it.

"Of course." The priest put on his glasses, "Actually, I can't speak Chinese because I have just arrived in China, my friend's mother isilland he's been back to England for a week."

"I returned to England a week ago." Chu Duanyu translated for Xie Qian, "It doesn't look like this."

"Let's ask again." Xie Qian found out the restored picture of the victim's face stored in the phone, and put it in front of the priest, "So, you don't know this girl."

This is much more fluent than Chu Duanyu's broken English.

The priest pushed his glasses, thought carefully, and shook his head, "No, Idon't know this lady."

"OK, thanks, you've really been a big help. I'm sorry to bother you."

Xie Qian waved his hand and turned to walk out.

This was the first time Chu Duanyu heard Xie Qian speak English, and he was still so fluent in English.

"Okay Captain, I have two brushes." Chu Duanyu patted him on the shoulder

"I feel that I have been purified." Xie Qian let out a long breath, as if he had been baptized by the holiness of the church, "Go to the next one."

Su Nian didn't sleep very well in the car, frowning, his eyes rolling quickly proved that he had a not very good dream.

When I drove to Little Sanders Church, it was just in time for the morning rush hour. The traffic jam was already annoying, and the car next to me kept honking. If Su Nian hadn't fallen asleep next to him, Qian Qian would have cursed out.

It was the sound of the trumpet that pulled Su Nian out of the nightmare.

"Awake? I'm having a nightmare again. Hey, what are you looking for?"

From the car window, you can see the traffic jams beside you, stop and go.

It must be 07:30 at this time. It takes an hour to drive from the police force to the church while avoiding the morning rush hour, but now it will be after 07:30.

In other words, these two people are behind his back...

"Where's the smoke?"

Xie Qian frowned, freed his hand and threw him a bottle of coffee, "Don't be angry, I just couldn't bear to call you because you were asleep."

"Yes, yes, we love you dearly." Chu Duanyu echoed

"It feels weird to be loved by two big men."

Su Nian didn't open the coffee, but threw it aside.

"You boy..."

"Drive your car."

After Su Nian's father, Su Jun'an, left, his mother, Wang Ruixue, also left the Criminal Police Force to run a psychological clinic. She often visited their mother and son when she was free. Until three years ago, after Su Nian passed the high school entrance examination, Wang Ruixue went Pack your things and fly to the US to continue your studies.

It's fine to study further, but Xie Qian really can't figure it out without taking his only son with him.

Before leaving, Wang Ruixue didn't say anything, but entrusted Su Nian to Xie Qian to take care of her.

"If there is a case, my son can be of great help, but I hope you will protect him and take good care of him."

These were the last words Wang Ruixue left before he left.

People in the police force didn't believe it at first, and even he himself was dubious until the "916 Serial Murder Case" was successfully solved.

After that, Su Nian became the treasure of the team, pampered and coaxed, but this kid knew how to measure, and he swaggered around without relying on his ability.

He is the son of Su Jun'an and Wang Ruixue. Although his personality follows his mother's, his easy-to-use brain is inherited from his father.

So he just had a bit of a bad temper. When Xie Qian got along with him at the beginning, he was so angry that he almost made a move many times. Later, he gradually realized that this kid is soft or hard, he has to follow his hair.

Chu Duanyu poked his head over, took the coffee, opened it and drank it himself.

Is he short-sighted?

Xie Qian glared fiercely at Chu Duanyu through the rearview mirror, but the latter hummed a song in a low voice and ignored it.

Su Nian was still sleepy, but he couldn't sleep anymore, he didn't want to be quietly thrown in the car, so he played with his phone.

It was nearly nine o'clock when we arrived at the Little St. Teresa's Church. Like Dongkai, we found the priest very smoothly.

In the church, the priest stood in front of the Son, reciting the Bible devoutly, and doing the most important prayer of the day.

For the few who do not believe in Christ, this waiting is tedious.

Xie Qian stopped beating around the bush, and directly showed the photo to the young priest.

"This lady is indeed a believer in God, but I haven't seen her for a long time." The priest said slowly

"Can you tell me about her specific situation?" Qian Qian asked

"Of course no problem, this lady's name is Zhou Jie."

In July 2004, thunder and lightning and heavy rain torrentially crushed many flower bouquets in the courtyard.

Because of the weather, few people came that day. After the class at 9:[-] o'clock, only the priest was left to clean the church.

At this time, the door of the church was pushed open, and a girl was drenched and knelt down in front of the Son.

Water droplets slid down her cheeks, whether it was rain or tears, that girl was Zhou Jie.

The priest brought towels and hot milk, but no matter how the priest asked how to enlighten her, she would not tell what happened to her.

It's a heart knot, a big heart knot.

"She comes here every Friday, except this Friday. I'm still wondering why she didn't come here to pray." The priest tilted his head, "Did something happen to her?"

"She died, it was this Friday." Su Nian said

The priest was shocked, and then slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them calmly, "The Lord will bless her."

"Has she been here for ten years?" Chu Duanyu touched his chin and asked.

"Yes."